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Blood Ledger

Penulis: G.C Patterson
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-12-05 06:53:23

Cassie’s POV

I held the printed-out page as if it were live. My fingers shook above the heavy, black ink of Eleanor Jones, who was listed third on the hit list of Edward Richards, dating back many years.

There was no code name, not even an alias. Just simply my mother's name, bold and damning, under the title: Asset Neutralization: Tier 1 Threats.

I couldn't breathe when I read what I had just seen.

Jeffery had barely slept after the Geneva incident. He had sent me a scan of his flight, warning me about this, but nothing could have prepared me to see her name being listed among the mercenaries and informants, with red Xs marked beside them.

I sat across from her, in the kitchen of her small townhouse, the one she had chosen for peace and quiet. This peace was about to be disturbed.

She stood and poured tea into matching mugs, as if it were just an ordinary Sunday morning, for me and for me.

"You have to tell the truth, Mom," I said. Surprisingly, my voice wasn't shaking. "About Edward
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